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I am bird, they say of endless ill omen

I am curse of God

they say of exile and poverty

Please say,

When God started giving curses…….

Please say,

Why wings can’t make me to fly………

 

I am flower, they say for departed

I am divine like goddess

they say, came to end yearnings of few

Please say,

When soul of dead will take me to heaven……

Please say,

Why men are born with hunger of lust……..

 

I am radiance, they say of falling star

I am deep darkness

they say of unending doom and cataclysm

Please say,

Why no-one is there to love ill-fated doom………

Please say,

Why they make godly wish seeing falling star……..

 

They shout at me

“I am Girl………I am Girl”

Please say,

What it means to be a girl?

Just for one time, please say,

What it means to be a girl

What it means……………….

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QUESTION

I wonder……..

If I have to

give all my

strength

to spread out

a circle from

a dot

OR

If I have to

give all my

strength to

squeeze

a circle to

again get a dot

OR

If I have to

allow myself

to standstill and

perceive

kinetics of circle

If…………..

 

I wonder,

I question,

which ‘IF’ can give me

more torture

more wound

more heartache!

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A door opened

for

happiness

and then closed

for unknown sanity

Which is better?

Should I think?

Let it go……..

 

A step taken

to get

answer

and then

taken back

as no question asked

Should I question?

Let it go………..

 

A stage set

to show

life

but then

destroyed

as all players gone

Should I search?

Let it go………

 

Let it go………

Let it go……….

I embraced new mantra

and then shouted

“For How Long?”

but then

heart answered

“Let it go…………….”

But tell me WHERE?

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Exit

 

in fraction of a second

 

from the cracks

 

gives more fulminant pain

 

than

 

Exit

 

which moves lethargically

 

making departure

 

festival of

 

hopefulness and

 

liveliness.

 

Decorous timing

 

is

 

always attached

 

for sun’s

 

departure.

 

Flickering timing of

 

ellipse

 

always fills life

 

with

 

mysterious questions

 

and

 

unfelt fear.

 

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Wandering aimlessly in the wordpress, I came across this quote,

“if you know what you are going to write when you’re writing a poem, it’s going to be average.” — derek walcott

This made me to write something without thinking about the subject. I don’t want to write some best poem of my life, just wanted to do some simple experiment. Basically, wanted to see the result of  experiment – an experiment having curosity as how the lines will appear one after another, if I allow them to flow naturally.

These are the words which came up:-

Sprials of clouds drawn,

to environ my soul with purity;

Filling all the crevasses

with

squashy squishy,

mushy pappy love.

My ears all have been stuffed

with the melancholy

of some unknown music.

Nebulous giving out bubbles

filling my blue sky

And an amazingly cloudiness

dancing around me;

A sort of-

Ductile fracture

Was inside my soul,

which had made part of my heart

insane

moronic

tomfool;

The part is now furiously cut

by the light and the rain

inside my clouds

to keep it away from my soul;

Woundness within you

is a lifelong curse

– a mental illness

moonstrucked with some haze!

Ultimate pain once

is always better than

to live in pain life-long!

My palms are wet now,

with raindrops on my cheeks….

The maskara in my eyes is running down

as I have stepped to dance with these clouds!

– a platonic utopian love with my love!

 

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